I, the son of man
The offspring of the stellar race
My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth
That I may bring balance to this world
I, son of perdition
From sheer nothingness transgressed
Unto the highest self -- to utmost freedom
To explore the starry nature of my rage
I, pulse of existence
The law of nature undenied
I hold the torch of Heraclites
So I can shake the earth and move the suns
I, divine iconoclast
Injecting chaos into my veins
With life accepted
With pain resurrected
Is the embrace of god in man profound
The joy of a dawn
The ecstasy of dusk
Nourished have I this karmic flow
Where great above meets great below
Let it be written!
Let it be done!
Scattered, I walk towards the fractured light